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Best Job

Its 2016 and I’ve never been busy all my life.  But I guess in a very nice way.  With two kids around you and working 5 times a week, my body sometimes says it all, all the muscle aches and even headaches got a toll of me.  But I’m not complaining, I love every single day I have with my kids and my family.  Never gets better than this.


Our baby Resha is like a whole bunch of nieces and nephews roll in to one.  At 8 months and 3 weeks, she knows how to tire up the entire family carrying her.  She will surely rock your world.  She can do a lot of things that you wouldn’t dare to leave her even for a second.  She can move around fast and she can even snatch anything from your hand and when you wanted to take it back, she will cry her hearts out.  She doesn’t want us to tie her hair.  You have to distract her when tying her hair or she will try to rip it off her head.  She recognizes her kuya Nathan, even when her brother is messing up around, she’s like a baby cheerleader showing a happy face and laughing out loud to his brother antics.  He’s the one I always use to distract baby Resha so I can change her clothes or comb her hair.  Even when I was still pregnant with her, she will notice and move around my tummy (as if jumping or anything) when her brother would cry, or laugh or sing out loud.  They can both sleep soundly when I start singing “Rock-a-bye baby” because that’s the song I sing to her Kuya when he’s sleepy and she recognize the song even now.


I am so tired every day from the gruesome traffic I endured on my way home, but the smile and the happy feet wiggling when she saw me takes it away.  Kuya Nathan will kiss me and will asked for his treat and baby Resha will lift her cute little arms to me, making this happy sound as if saying, “Take me, Mommy!”


And so it takes a small little happy smile and a kiss to take away all the worries.  I got the best job in the world.



My world 

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God's blessings


Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change - James 1:17

September is almost up.  And this month is quite overwhelming.  God is good.  He blessed our family with another bundle of joy this year.  He keeps us healthy and well. I was promoted at work and we got our new car at last.  After so much planning, budgeting and everything, hubby and I decided that its time to have it. 

But what keeps me busy nowadays is the upcoming christening of our daughter.  I was planning this for months because I don’t want to cram anymore.  I already made the arrangements for the catering services, we paid for the down payment and as well as the reservations of the function hall at the Malate Catholic Church.  It was a familiar place for us since Nate was baptized there 4 years ago and also used one of their function halls.  I’m glad they didn’t raise the fee even after so many years.  It was very convenient for us that after the ceremony, the reception area is just a few steps away from the church.  I hate to see our visitors travelling under the rain or the scorching heat of the sun. So a few additional expenses is just okay with us considering the convenience it will give.

I already finalized with the cake and cupcakes designs.  I have so many additional designs for the cupcakes and cakes and I’m happy that my contacts will gladly do it.  She even gave me discounts on the delivery charge. I'm their favorite customer :)  I’m still waiting for their bank details though.

I’m still thinking on Resha’s souvenirs, I don’t want the usual souvenirs that you can put on display above your tv rack but something cute and edible.  Well, I still have few more weeks to think about it. 

The dresses, shoes and head dress of Resha are complete now.  And I’m so excited for her to put it on at  her big B.

Come to think of it, I’m more excited than anyone else.  And I will be exhausted before, during and after the event but knowing that Resha’s will finally be a Christian, it’s the best feeling in the world. 
So, thank you so much Lord.  I can’t thank you enough for giving us our precious kids.






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Baby Event

It’s “BER” months again.  I’m starting to count till Christmas day.  Well, I can’t help it, it is always been like that ever since, me counting the days and but this year is extra special. We have our baby Resha now in addition with my super cute but hyper son, Nate.  I can’t help but feel the excitement for them.  We are so blessed by God by giving us our two lovely children.


Along with my best friend who also gave birth a month ahead of me, we are helping each other with our daughters baptismal this October, when she is already set with the reception venue date and church, we still need to go to Malate Church for the possible date of Resha’s baptismal date tomorrow and along with the 1-hour seminar to follow.  I’m done informing the godparents, got all their full names and advised of the tentative date.


Though I already talked to the cake and cupcake makers, I still don’t send the final designs since we need to guarantee the baptismal date.  We agreed to use our favorite caterer (the one we also have during Nate’s baptismal) but we need to know if the functions rooms at Malate Church is available and how much since its been 5 years since Nate’s event happened there.


I still have so much to prepare and plan.  But now, all I know that it’s TGIF and I will use the weekend to enjoy and have a wonderful time with my family. 


Happy Weekend, blogger friends! God bless!





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Remember When

I have this kind of thing or whatever you wanted it to call but I love looking on wedding dresses.  Until now that I am into my 11 years of being married, I still like to see those beautiful laces and styles of a wedding dress.  I still recall how I browse the internet looking a perfect wedding dress for me when my husband then boyfriend of 4 years finally proposed and I said, YES! :0  And when I see one, I know it’s perfect for me.


Those tulle beaded dress, satin and French laces and long trains fascinates me.  I wish I can design but I can’t even draw a single line of body shapes and maybe that’s not my thing.  When my sister got married before me, I suggest on her wedding gown design but it’s mostly her that decides on what style to wear, after all, it’s her big day. 


So when I’m thinking on the day that my only daughter finally marries, I hope I can suggest on the designs while jumping up and down out of excitement but hey, she’s only 4 months old! My husband will likely screen all potential suitors and will insist she has to be 30 years old before settling down.  You know, father will probably do that and will think like that when it comes to their daughter.  Me, I’m old enough when I finally settle down and my father kept on asking me when I will get married. Ha-ha-ha!


So now, I will still go on browsing those beautiful wedding dress online and dream about it. 


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Best Year Ever

I can proudly admit that this year is one of the best year for me, for my family, work, love and I thank our Lord God every day for that.  But most of all was having our precious daughter, Resha who came to our life unexpectedly but what a blast! She’s our angel, our princess and our gem.  Her big brother, Nate is equally delighted that he can now see and talk to her sister in flesh instead of just touching my tummy whenever his sister is moving around.


Aside from some minor uneasy situations involving their health, I thank our Lord that they always recovered easily.  They are such a fighter like me :) Nathan told me one afternoon that he’s our prince, baby Resha is the princess, I’m their queen and their Dad is the king.  Having my family around and in good health is like being royals in every way.  They are my life.


August is my birth month, and though this is the first time that I will be working on my birthday, I don’t think much of it because what I’m thinking right now is my long month preparation on Resha’s baptismal.  I already bought Nate’s clothes for that special occasion and I still need more time so we can buy Resha’s beautiful baptismal dress.  There are lots of beautiful dresses in Mall of Asia but its pricey too. I want to try it all on to her :)


I’ll celebrate my birthday in my sister’s house so we can be having another get together.  My mom wants to be with Resha a lot but she has less time for that now unlike before when she use to take care of Nathan till his first year.  After that, I’ll be having a special time with hubby next Monday because my eat-all you can voucher is located at the bay and I don’t want to risk my children’s health in various pollutants around the area.


So another year will be added to my age.  I need to think I’m still young :) Though my body sometimes disagrees ha-ha-ha!











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You are allowed

While browsing, I come across a friendly reminder to everyone that once in a while you are allowed. Here goes:

You don’t owe anyone an explanation for taking care of yourself

You are allowed to walk away from people who hurt you

You are allowed to terminate toxic relationships.

You are allowed to be angry and selfish and unforgiving.


I think I got that all covered.  I’ve been in similar situations before and I’m glad I decided on doing the right thing.  I forgive but never forget.  I always remember to be more cautious on people who once break my trust and you have no choice but to be with them and be around them.  Because I’m allowed to never let them rule my life.  And I’m glad that by doing that, I love the person I am today.  


Women nowadays tend to test their long thread of patience but when it snaps, there’s no turning back.
So when you feel all the pressures in life and you thought you have nowhere to turn and you always doubt yourself and you always feel down and out and you believe that you deserve not to be happy, remember that you are allowed.



God is good all the time. 





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Birthing Story

Do you experience the fear of losing everything once in your life? I did.  When my OB Gyne told me that she suspected a pre-eclampsia during a scheduled visit last Monday, April 20,  I can’t talk right away because I was so shocked that my worst fear is right there in that moment.  She said I am only 3cm dilated and her initial memo was to walk, walk and keep on walking to help me to have an easy labor.  I experienced a headache 2 days prior to my OB appointment and we’re worried on the registered high blood pressure.  I keep on thinking that time that because its summer and it was so hot it’s affecting my body.  I don’t want to think the worst out of my pregnancy because I know my baby and I was doing great, I never had HB pressure in my entire pregnancy, my sugar level is regulated and I don’t even have Edema not until that final moment that I gained 2 more pounds. 

My OB told us she can’t allow me to go home and I had to admit right that very moment.  She subjected me in the series of lab test including a 24 hr urine test to determine the protein in my urine, a 24 hour magnesium sulfate treatment that I dreaded most during my active labor the following morning.  They keep on checking my reflexes to know if there is magnesium toxicity.  And imagine doing all of that when I was there in my most painful labor I ever known. They induced me also and they broke my water bag at 4am in the morning. 

I had a 17 total hours of labor that I even begged the medical team inside the delivery room to give me the full epidural because I can’t take it anymore.  I know im losing consciousness and only the hard contractions was keeping me awake.  I endure the chilling and after that, my temperature shoots up to 40 degrees Celsius and I can hear my OB instructing to give me oxygen, check my sugar and then my blood pressure.  I’m drifting in and out of my consciousness but I know I don’t want to go to sleep.  I want to know what’s going on. Until they finally spare me from the pain and I barely heard the anesthesiologist telling me to give my full effort to push (they even help thru pundal moves) and my OB will deliver my baby thru vacuum extraction. 


From that, I heard my OB telling us to stop pushing and feel something that’s coming out of my body and saw my baby after a gruesome 17 hours of my life. She's out at 10:16am.  My baby’s cord was tired around her neck that’s why whenever I exhale, she will goes back to my womb.  As my OB is telling me that it was so near yet so far. My baby is doing great, I heard her cry and I'm crying too. I am so relieved though  I was so tired, exhausted and felt like jelly.  All I want to do is to drink water because my baby and I are both dehydrated.  My voice is hoarse and I wanted to see my husband right away.  I asked the resident OB that time if her pedia is coming for her because I’ve heard my baby has a slight fever. I caught myself in a stainless hand rail in a bed beside me at the recovery room and I looked like I was being beaten badly.  My eyes were all bulgy, my hair was sticking flat to my head, my lips were cracked, and my skin looks dry and wet at the same time.   But I’m glad and so thankful to God that He helps me to make it through.  

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